Pendulum
Jazz isn't dead. It just smells funny.
Pendulum
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foxmouth:

Sunrises, 2014 | by Wouter Van de Voorde
foxmouth:

Sunrises, 2014 | by Wouter Van de Voorde
foxmouth:

Sunrises, 2014 | by Wouter Van de Voorde
foxmouth:

Sunrises, 2014 | by Wouter Van de Voorde
foxmouth:

Sunrises, 2014 | by Wouter Van de Voorde
foxmouth:

Sunrises, 2014 | by Wouter Van de Voorde
foxmouth:

Sunrises, 2014 | by Wouter Van de Voorde
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photographoria:

Abstract Compilation 7
photographoria:

Abstract Compilation 7
photographoria:

Abstract Compilation 7
photographoria:

Abstract Compilation 7
photographoria:

Abstract Compilation 7
photographoria:

Abstract Compilation 7
photographoria:

Abstract Compilation 7
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ancientart:

Sumerian headdress, made of gold, lapis lazuli, carnelian, and dates to ca. 2600–2500 B.C.

Kings and nobles became increasingly powerful and independent of temple authority during the course of the Early Dynastic period (2900–2350 B.C.), although the success of a king’s reign was considered to depend on support from the gods. A striking measure of royal wealth was the cemetery in the city of Ur, in which sixteen royal tombs were excavated in the 1920s and 1930s by Sir Leonard Woolley. These tombs consisted of a vaulted burial chamber for the king or queen, an adjoining pit in which as many as seventy-four attendants were buried, and a ramp leading into the grave from the ground.
This delicate chaplet of gold leaves separated by lapis lazuli and carnelian beads adorned the forehead of one of the female attendants in the so-called King’s Grave. In addition, the entombed attendants wore necklaces of gold and lapis lazuli, gold hair ribbons, and silver hair rings. Since gold, silver, lapis, and carnelian are not found in Mesopotamia, the presence of these rich adornments in the royal tomb attests to the wealth of the Early Dynastic kings as well as to the existence of a complex system of trade that extended far beyond the Mesopotamian River valley. (met)

Courtesy of & currently located at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, via their online collections, 33.35.3.
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Compositions for Electric Wires and Ether (2007-2008)Ryan Bush

Compositions for Electric Wires and Ether (2007-2008)Ryan Bush

Compositions for Electric Wires and Ether (2007-2008)Ryan Bush

Compositions for Electric Wires and Ether (2007-2008)Ryan Bush

Compositions for Electric Wires and Ether (2007-2008)Ryan Bush

Compositions for Electric Wires and Ether (2007-2008)Ryan Bush
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woyo:

Untitled painting by Joe Papagoda
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1000drawings:

bubblegum by  Jen Mann
1000drawings:

bubblegum by  Jen Mann
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abstract-media:

"Inferno"
Powder coating on ceramic tile
20x20 cm
2014
by De-Al
Album Art
196 plays Source
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Summer Haiku
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woyo:

tumblropenarts:

Artist Name: Joe Papagoda
Tumblr: Woyo

This is for sale on Etsy! Someone help me out, I sprained my toe. It would make me real happy.
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stunningpicture:

The clouds were like a rolling ocean tonight
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A girl in my Sociology class turns around during a class activity on goals to start a conversation with me. Her opening line is: ‘I want to get married.’ I nod and smile. She does not ask me my goals, just continues telling me the sort of guy she’d like to be with and how many kids she’d like. Thoughtfully, she adds, ‘My mom told me to meet someone and marry them. You don’t wanna date around because you wanna be fresh for the guy and not a….you know what.’

My cousin’s Facebook ‘About Me’ lists things she would like in a man. There is nothing about her or the things she does, only qualities she finds attractive. ‘Looking for someone who can play the guitar and cook a great dinner,’ she wrote. I can hear her bubbly, singsong voice while reading it. She is thirteen years old and has told me that girls ‘oughta only kiss their husbands and that’s it.’ When I ask her what she wants to be when she’s older she says, ‘Married.’

My male friend tells me that he has no problem with what girls do, but that he would not date a girl who’s ‘been around’ because she’d be ‘dirty.’ I wonder if each time someone touches you, a part of you is soiled. If there are piles of dirt in the spaces where others’ fingers once rested. In the shower, I try to scrub the smell of dirt from myself, but come out, still polluted, with red scratch marks all over me.

Being called a ‘you know what’ taught me some things: that I do not want to be touched by somebody who will judge my past. That I am not a tally book, with others’ names burned into me. If you have to label me as something, let it be a human being.

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A “You Know What” | Lora Mathis 
A middle finger to slut shaming.  (via lora-mathis)